I have an American Government professor right now who is an adjunct, and taught high school for at least twice my current lifespan. Part of our assignment is to turn in a notecard every week summarizing a magazine article that we’ve chosen and read. It has to be headed exactly correctly (but the format doesn’t allow a space for name, so you have to just cram it in somewhere and hope she sees it :smack:). It has to be on a 5"x7" notecard. Not 4x6, and not a rectangle cut out of paper in that size, or she won’t accept it. Where do you even buy 5x7 notecards? I live in a city of 10,000 people, and ended up finding them when I went to Memphis.
That, and she grades everything on quantity. I didn’t fill up front and back of my notecard in my well-taken, small notes. I got a 70%. Prissy sorority girl writes in 40pt handwriting, and talks about how Canada is now a country apparently, and gets 100%.
Back in high school, I went to lots of math contests, and usually did well. Math contests are typically different from math classes in that the questions test creativity and outside-the-box thinking… they’re like little logic puzzles, which I totally enjoy.
So one day several of us from my school went to something called something like the “Hokuchibi Minh” math contest, which was one which was run concurrently in the US and Japan, and was due to the fact that we were sister cities with some city in Japan.
So, this test seemed INCREDIBLY easy. The problems weren’t interesting or tricky at all, they were just straightforward boring old math.
So after we all took it, I compared notes with my smart friend Eric, and he and I had the same answer on every single question. (The only difference we could see was that I had expressed one answer as an improper fraction, whereas he had written is as a mixed number.)
So, they give out the awards. I end up in 8th place or so. Eric wins 1st prize, and the announcers (who are Japanese-American) say that he got a perfect score, which is very unusual in America, but there are several perfect scores per year in Japan.
I can only assume that I forgot to write down units or something. Which I admit is not irrelevant, but is SO FAR removed from what math contests usually test as to be laughable.
(And yes, I’m still bitter? 
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I once received points off on a high school science class multiple choice question. Multiple choice, mind you, so all I had to do was write the letter. I wrote the letter for the correct answer, and the teacher marked it wrong.
Needless to say I was confused by this, because I did not yet fully understand stupidity.
So I approached the teacher right in front of the class and asked her why she’d marked it wrong. The answer was supposed to be “a” and I had indeed written “a.”
“I thought the tail on the ‘a’ was high enough to make it a ‘d,’ she said. I couldn’t tell which letter it was, so had to I assume you were wrong. Your grade is so high, this doesn’t do any harm anyway.”
“But teacher,” I replied in my innocence, “the possible answers are ‘a,’ ‘b,’ and ‘c.’ There is no option d to any question on this test. I can’t possibly have selected it.”
She wasn’t truly thinking I’d picked “d.” 
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